Looking at her serious little face, the man's thin lips hooked, and his left hand was placed on her waist, and he turned over and pressed her under him.

"Where do I usually hurt, don't you know what to do?"

"Mo Nanjue!" Tong Ran knew that he was being tricked by him again, and pressed against his pressed chest, "At this time, can't you be serious?"

He didn't know if he had slept all night?!

He didn't know that it hurt when he was poisoned?!

"What, you feel sorry for me?"

"......" Tong Ran glared at him with round eyes, "The body is your own!"

"My body is sometimes in your body," Mo Nanjue lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her mouth, and it was very gentle, "Last night, you went in to help me out?"

He spoke softly, as if he was asking casually.

Because it is not a normal poisonous hair, although he is groggy, Mo Nanjue still vaguely remembers that she smashed the paparazzi's camera for him last night.

What he didn't expect was that this woman would still be so domineering?

This kind of domineering and savagery shown for him made him very satisfied.

"Hmm. As soon as he said this, Tong Ran twitched in his heart and nodded softly.

"How did you know I was there?"

"At that time," Tong Ran frowned, she definitely couldn't say Luo Cheng, "I happened to be on the Internet, and some paparazzi uploaded photos directly to Weibo, so I saw it." ”

The man didn't doubt this, nodded his head and asked, "What do you think?"

"What?"

"What do you think of those pictures," Monan said, propping up half of his body?"

He looked earnestly into her eyes, as if he wanted to see a wave.

However, he saw nothing but the clear light of his eyes.

"......" What else could she think?

He said at the time that he wouldn't come back at night, even if it wasn't for Han Qingqing's incident, he would have pressed on other women......

One is seen and the other is not, what difference can be made?

"I'm asking you something. He repeated coldly.

"I don't have any ideas," thinking of this, Tong Ran shook his head in a cold tone, "That's your freedom, I can't control your ......"

"No idea?!" Seeing that her tone was so light, Mo Nanjue wrung his eyebrows unhappily, and his handsome face approached her, "Tong Ran, why can't you control me?!"

In the situation like last night, this woman actually didn't care at all?!

She doesn't have him in her heart at all?!

"Can I control you?" Tong Ran raised his eyes and looked at him, "You yourself said that you won't come back at night, what else can I do? Send someone to send you a pregnancy condom for you?!"

There was inexplicable anger in her words, but Mo Nanjue laughed instead of anger, "Tong Ran, are you jealous of me?"

“……”

This man has always been so narcissistic.

Unwilling to argue with him, Tong Ran pushed his shoulder, "Don't ...... you"

Before she finished speaking, Mo Nanjue had already grabbed her lips violently, and the tip of the man's tongue pushed in hard, domineering to occupy the territory.

It's not the first time he's kissed her like this, if it's usual, Tong Ran won't resist too much after getting used to it, but today, the conversation in the warehouse in the early morning has never been able to disperse in his mind.

thought that he might have kissed Han Qingqing last night......

A feeling of nausea jumped up from the bottom of my heart.